Page 17 of His Sold Fated Mate

I nodded, walking into the kitchen. I pulled out some leftovers and tossed them into the microwave.

“I’ll pay you back.”

I grunted. “You don’t have to.”

“Julia was telling me about everything. Or at least, she was trying to help me catch up with what all was going on.”

I rubbed at my eyes. They ache from staring at my computer screen as long as I did.

“She said something about a cauldron. That the others were worried about what it could do. I was wondering if I could see it.”

The microwave beeped, and I pulled the door open. I pulled my dinner out and turned. “I don’t know. I have a lot on my plate right now.”

“I know you’re busy, but the sooner we get on this, the sooner we are both free again.”

I plopped my dinner down and grabbed the edge of the counter. “Aubrey, it’s been a long day. Can I just have my dinner and go to bed?”

“Then when, Klaus? Because you’re not a morning person, and you’re not here. So when exactly do you think you’re going to have time for me?”

“I don’t want to argue! I don’t have time to argue with you! I have an entire pack to run! Okay? So, let me focus on that right now. “

She ground her teeth together, and I watched her hands curl up into fists. She got up and stormed off down the hall. I heard her door slam, and I sighed, rubbing at my eyes again.

The next couple of days were the same. The house was silent, and neither of us spoke. Or if we did, it turned into an argument. I was deep in the budget-making cuts, and Aubrey was growing more and more bored each day. She kept asking about seeing the cauldron, and I kept pushing it off.

I was running on fumes. I wasn’t getting good sleep because I would come home late, and Aubrey was a morning person. I could hear her moving around at the ass crack of dawn.

So, here I was in my office, working on my third cup of coffee, hoping everything was finished. “Yes, Tim. The budget is all finished up. I just sent it over to you.”

The door to my office was thrown open. Aubrey stepped in, looking irritated. “Klaus.”

Julia stood behind her, looking worried. “Klaus, I’m sorry. I told her you were busy. She kept insisting on coming in here.”

I sighed, looking back at my phone. “I’m sorry, Tim. I’m going to have to call you back.” I hung up the phone and pulled my eyes back toward Aubrey. “I was in the middle of something.”

She kicked the door shut and crossed her arms. “I don’t care. You have been busy every day since I arrived here. I have been left alone day and night.”

“I have a job, and I told you that you were free to do what you wanted, Aubrey. You don’t have to stay in the house.”

“And I’ve been asking you to take me to see the cauldron for days, and you’ve given me nothing but excuses.”

“I’ve been busy,” I snapped. “Not everything revolves around you.”

“You said that we needed to fix your pack for us to go our separate ways. So, how about you take me there, and we get moving on solving whatever issue is going on with your pack.”

I frowned. “Why do you have such a need to see this cauldron? What makes you think that it’s going to help you?”

“I have a lot of free time on my hands. And while you’ve been avoiding, I’ve been digging.”

I didn’t like how that sounded. “Digging what exactly?”

“What’s been going on. I wanted information since you were going to give it to me.”

“And how did you get this information?”

“I have ways,” she stated, crossing her arms.

I leaned back. Maybe she hadn’t been sitting at home as bored as I thought. “For someone who has no leg to stand on, you sure seem to know how to get around.”